Legends

Previously on Legends...

There is no Martin Odum. He's a legend.

Who am I?!

You know, the LAPD... they found a couple

more witnesses. Why didn't you tell me you were there?

- I didn't kill him. - Who did?

- What do they want? - I used to be a chemist

for the Russian military.

Richard Hubbard was actively involved in Russia's

chemical weapons program.

The burglary happened last night.

Those are the chemicals used to produce VX gas.

There's only two motives here.

They're gonna make VX to sell.

They're gonna make VX to use.

Oh. I won't do it!

- But I think you will, Alexander. - Colonel.

Are you going under again? This is gonna kill you.

Sonya...

- Who's the legend? - Dante Auerbach, Lord of War.

Help me! Help me!

I got you. Come on.

Jane? Susan?

It's me.

- Dad! - Come on. Come on.

- Come on, we have to go. Now. - Grab my hand. Let's go.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

I'm right behind you.

Get over the fence.

Come on, Jane, help me do this...

- Go, go, go. Go. - Help me.

Okay. Get on your knees.

No...

Susan, Susan, are you okay?

Are you okay?

If you run again, your family dies.

Yes, Martin Odum is our best asset,

no question, when he's healthy.

I read the psych report, too.

I'm concerned about putting him under again

so quickly at such high stakes.

We have no choice.

Clock is ticking, people.

They're not gonna hold Hubbard and his family

any longer than they have to.

At a maximum, figure three days to make the VX.

Which means three days until there's a weapons grade

nerve agent on American soil.

The amount of chemicals stolen

from that warehouse can be used

to manufacture enough VX to kill thousands.

So, how is Martin gonna be able

to find the VX in time, let alone the Hubbards?

His legend... Dante Auerbach.

He's got more contacts

in the weapons black market than anybody.

What do we know about this guy he's meeting?

He goes by Khalid. Real name is Ahmed Abdul.

He's a facilitator. He makes introductions.

So Dante thinks Khalid will lead us to the VX supplier.

Hopefully, Hubbard's captors.

All of that in three days.

I'll just be curled up in the corner over here.

It's Dante's show now. Let's see what he does.

Good day, sir.

I find a scratch, I'm taking a finger.

Fair warning. Incentive.

Bang. You're dead.

- Mr. Auerbach. Oh. - Khalid. How are you?

That's one way to say hello.

Long time.

Then, they showed up with the ammunition in boxes

with Chinese markings after we'd warned them...

I thought you were going to shoot the bastards right there.

I was that close.

That really happened?

I highly doubt it.

He's good. Totally sold that.

He doesn't win the Academy Award until he gets a solid lead.

I heard rumors you got pinched.

I was running proxy contracts for the Pentagon,

arming the Afghan rebels through

some contacts in Peshawar.

Some material leaked?

I was on the hook for selling arms

to groups hostile to the United States.

These people in Washington... such hypocrites.

I do their bidding until the D.O.D. gets caught

with their hands in the cookie jar,

wants someone to blame.

Play with fire.

- Should have known. - So what now?

You coming back?

What else am I gonna do?

But no more gray market stuff.

I got to do something... I don't know...

do something bigger.

You get pinched dealing WMD,

and they'll throw away the key, huh?

I'm not gonna make a career of it.

Get in, get out, walk away with eight figures.

That's a risky game, my friend.

I'm always looking over my shoulder,

no matter what kind of weight I'm moving.

Might as well shoot for the moon.

- You have a buyer? - I've got a few associates

from the shock-and-awe days.

I've heard the Chechens have product available.

But I don't have any connect.

I was hoping you might be able to help me.

He's not gonna bite.

There might be

someone in town.

- A Greek. - Could be worth a shot.

Searching all entry visas for the last 30 days.

Greek passports and birthplaces.

Cross-reference those names with Interpol's criminal database.

But as a friend,

I'd rather do time than do business with Paulanos.

Paulanos.

Tough negotiator.

Maybe the toughest.

Particularly for you.

Why me?

I've known you a long time, Dante.

You have certain weaknesses

that Paulanos may be suited to exploit.

Risk and reward go hand in hand.

Can you set something up?

Not getting any hits.

Definitely an alias.

Reservation under Khalid, please.

The other party has arrived. In the back.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Excuse me. I'm looking for Mr. Paulanos.

I'm Paulanos.

Ana Paulanos.

What a lovely mistake.

Where's Khalid?

Unfortunately, something came up.

He, uh... he sends his regrets.

- And who are you? - I'm a friend of his.

A good friend.

I'm afraid I'm too busy for friends of friends, Mister...

- Auerbach. Dante. - If you'll excuse me.

Don't run off. You don't know what you're missing.

Honestly, Mr. Auerbach, I don't care.

It's no wonder people don't take you seriously.

Excuse me?

Just because you're beautiful,

you think every man wants to sleep with you.

I find it very unprofessional.

Did you think this was a date?

Please. I have all I can handle on that front.

The guy is good.

He's not that good.

He's really good. He's keeping Ana around

while I run the Stingray that he just planted under the table,

which allowed me to trick every cell in the bar

to broadcast to us instead of the local tower.

So, in another 15 seconds,

I'll have isolated her cell, then we have her calls,

contacts, texts, the works.

- You're good. - Khalid thought

we might like to meet to do some business together.

What line of work are you in?

I'm in the wine business.

Please... sit.

What are you in the mood for?

Red or white?

- I don't have a preference. - Good.

I already ordered an excellent Chardonnay.

What do you do in the wine trade,

Mr. Auerbach?

I suppose you could call me a private sommelier.

I have a select list of clients

with very sophisticated palates.

I buy wine for them.

That's why I wanted to meet you.

I have one client in particular

who's interested in rare vintages.

Go to Napa.

They don't want something that can be bought in Napa.

They want something no one else has.

Something exceptional.

These are people of extreme means.

Committed collectors.

What size lot?

Large lots. Exclusively.

It's got a nice finish.

Where are we?

What is this place?

You should be grateful.

You have it much nicer than I did in Yavas.

The Corrective Colony.

Eight years I spent there

in a cell a fraction of the size of this room.

Because of you.

You betrayed me... and our country.